The World Is Mine For The Taking-Chapter 641 - 99 - To The Holy City (6)

I thrust my hips upward slowly, and the thick head of my cock began to spread her glistening pussy lips apart, inch by inch.

"Mnnn...!" A muffled, trembling moan escaped from her gagged mouth, the sound vibrating with a blend of pain and pleasure as my cock steadily forced its way deeper inside her.

Grasping her delicate, slender hips tightly, I began to move—slow at first, but with deliberate strength. From this angle, I could bury the entire length of my cock inside her with ease, each thrust driving forward until the tip pressed directly against her cervix, making her body shudder.

"Mmnnn! Mmm, mmm, mmm, mmmnnn...!"

Her moans, though gagged, trembled through the room like small waves of restrained ecstasy. The way her pussy hugged me was unreal—it was like her insides were being split open and molded around my cock with every push. With her arms bound and her eyes blindfolded, the intensity she must have been feeling would be overwhelming—she had no control, no way to anticipate, just raw sensation.

Her pussy was molten hot, like dipping into steaming butter. The silky wetness was irresistible, and I could feel the tight, rhythmic contractions of her inner walls stroking my cock all over. Each thrust scraped across the soft ridges of her insides, lighting up nerves I didn't even realize I had. The pressure, the heat, the way she clamped down—it sent little sparks of electric pleasure up my spine and into my skull, making my vision blur for a split second with every slow grind.

"Mnnn...! Mmm...!"

Her gag soaked with drool as she moaned uncontrollably, the spit foaming at the edges and dripping freely down her chin. Her mouth hung slightly open, tongue twitching against the ball gag as her body quivered beneath me.

Watching this elegant princess reduced to this state—bound, blindfolded, and trembling with pleasure—only stirred something darker inside me. That sense of dominance, that primal instinct to conquer, surged in my chest and took over.

Switching my rhythm, I rolled my hips in slow, grinding circles inside her instead of thrusting straight. The sensation of her pussy stretching and adjusting to the motion was indescribable—each circle tugged and twisted her inner walls in new angles, and my cockhead kissed her cervix again and again, pushing and pressing like it was trying to reshape her from within.

Every time I rolled my hips that way, she trembled even harder, unable to brace herself or resist. Her moans grew more desperate, her whole body arching and shaking like I was turning her inside out bit by bit.

Soon, her pussy clenched down so tightly it felt like I was being swallowed whole—like my cock was being slowly crushed inside an iron vice wrapped in silk.

And then she broke.

"Mnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn~...!"

She came hard. Her pussy spasmed wildly, locking me inside her and squeezing until it almost hurt. I quickly pulled out just in time, and a violent gush of clear liquid squirted from her twitching pussy lips. She shook violently, her body arching like a bow as wave after wave of release crashed through her.

The clear stream splattered down onto the floor below, forming a wet, glistening puddle between her legs. Watching it drip down, trailing along her trembling thighs, made my mouth water with hunger.

"Now then... let me see what you look like under there," I said, voice low and breathless.

I reached forward, gently pulling off the blindfold covering her eyes. Then I unfastened the gag from her mouth, letting it fall away with a slick pop of wet suction.

The moment I saw her face, my breath caught in my throat.

Titania's eyes were half-lidded, glazed with the afterglow of her orgasm, and her mouth hung open slightly as she gasped for breath. But this wasn't the usual ahegao expression she had made before.

This was something else.

She looked absolutely wrecked—flushed, dazed, and utterly satisfied. It was raw. Real. Sexy in a way that hit deeper than just lust. It was the face of a woman who had completely, shamelessly surrendered to being fucked senseless... and loved every second of it.

I turned my eyes toward Trill next, moving behind her. My hands slid over her ass, still bearing the faint marks of earlier pain. The skin was sensitive to the touch—just the brush of my fingers made her body jolt and twitch involuntarily.

I pressed the tip of my cock against her soaked pussy lips, aligning myself carefully.

Then, slowly, deliberately, I pushed forward—forcing my way inside her tight, hot cunt.

"Mnnnghhhhh!?"

The reaction was immediate. She arched her back with a violent jerk, her whole body spasming as I buried myself deep inside her, the tip of my cock tapping against her uterus in one smooth stroke. Her pussy wrapped around me like velvet soaked in oil—warm, tight, with just the right amount of resistance in all the perfect places.

Gripping her hips with force, I started thrusting hard. The sharp, wet sound of my hips slamming into her ass filled the room, echoing rhythmically. Her thick butt jiggled with every impact, and her tail wagged wildly beneath my grip.

I reached down and grabbed her tail firmly by the base—then pulled.

"Mnnnnnnhhhhhhh?!"

She nearly screamed, her gag muffling it into a long, drawn-out moan. The sensitivity caused by her sensory deprivation was clearly peaking—pulling her tail like this must have doubled the stimulation, because her pussy immediately clamped down hard, milking my cock like a vice.

"Mnnn, mnnn, mnnnn, mnnnn, mnnn...!"

Her moans came in quick, rhythmic pulses, filled with raw pleasure. The gush of her love juices poured out endlessly, coating my cock and thighs, letting me slide in and out effortlessly.

And then, without a word, I lifted my hand and brought it down with a sharp, deliberate smack onto her ass.

"Mnnnnghhhhh!?"

Her moan pierced through the silence, stifled by the gag strapped around her mouth. The moment my palm connected with her soft flesh, the crisp sound echoed in the room like a clap of thunder. A bright red handprint bloomed vividly across her pale cheek, the sting spreading outwards beneath her skin in a warm flush. I watched the skin quiver and tremble, the aftermath of my strike lingering as if the heat itself refused to fade.

But something else happened. The second my hand slapped her, I felt her pussy tighten around my cock, clenching so hard it sent a pulse through my body. Her insides wiggled and throbbed, squirming around my length with a need that was too raw to be hidden. It wasn't a flinch of pain. It was a hungry, needy squeeze.

A slow grin pulled at the corner of my mouth. I wasn't imagining it—Trill was enjoying this. No... she was craving it. The way her body reacted so shamelessly, it screamed of a masochistic streak she likely didn't even realize she had.

I couldn't stop myself. I lifted my hand again, then again. Each time, it came down harder, sharper, striking her with firm, rhythmic slaps. The sound of flesh meeting flesh bounced off the walls, harsh and crisp. Her body jolted with each hit, her hips twitching forward only to be pulled back by my grip.

Yet... there was no pain in her voice.

Only muffled moans.

Only trembling pleasure.

Her hips moved in rhythm, as if inviting the next slap, and the next. Each impact painted her ass a deeper shade of crimson, yet her body only grew hotter and slicker. Her moans rolled from her throat like music.

And then, her control finally shattered.

"Mnnn... mnnnghhnnnuuu... Mnnnnnn!?"

Her back arched violently, the curve of her spine pressing her chest forward as her tail shot out straight again, stiff with tension. Her entire body tensed, vibrating with barely-contained release. I could feel the sudden tightness in her pussy... like it was clenching in panic, trying to hold something back. My cock was being shoved outward, forced by the pressure building inside her, and I knew she was right at the edge.

I quickly pulled out.

The very instant I did, her body jerked as if freed from a leash, and the release exploded.

"Mnnnghhghhhhhh!?"

A gorgeous arc of fluid shot out from between her legs, clear and violent, sparkling in the air as it caught the light before splashing messily onto the floor. Her ass jiggled furiously from the force, cheeks trembling like ripples on a pond. Her thighs buckled beneath her, knees giving out as her legs spasmed uncontrollably.

The scent hit me instantly. It was warm, heady, unmistakably thick with the perfume of her arousal. My brain buzzed from it, my thoughts hazing over with the intoxicating smell of her cum.

My body was ready. I could feel my climax boiling inside me, rising with an urgency I could no longer contain.

I grabbed her hips firmly and didn't give her time to recover.

I thrust my cock back into her soaked pussy.

"Mnnnghh!? Mnnn, mnnn, mnnnn, mmmm~!"

Her gagged cries were sharp and frantic, her body trembling beneath mine. Having just squirted, her sensitivity must have been off the charts—every movement of my cock inside her turning into an unbearable surge of stimulation. Her body thrashed beneath me, but not to escape—no, she was riding it. Embracing it. Drowning in the madness of it.

I kept thrusting. Her pussy was a soaked mess, drenching everything it touched. Every time I pushed in, it squelched loudly, echoing in the air alongside her gagged cries.

And then—

"Mnnnhhghhhhhh...! Nnnnnnnnnnnnnnn~!!"

Her back arched once more, even more violently than before. I held onto her hips and rammed my cock as deep as I could, burying myself until the very tip of my cock stretched against her cervix. Her inner walls spasmed, convulsing wildly—and I couldn't hold back anymore.

My cock throbbed deep inside her and exploded.

Hot jets of cum burst out of me, thick and relentless, coating her womb in molten white. Shot after shot of sperm erupted, painting her insides until I felt her tighten again—her body greedily sucking me in. Every pulse made her legs tremble, her thighs squeezing and twitching as her pussy tried to milk every last drop from me.

And when there was nothing left, I slowly pulled out.

The moment I did, a second wave of squirts gushed out of her, dripping in a messy cascade between her thighs. Then came the thick, white glob of cum I had just filled her with, spilling out and landing with a wet splat on the floor below.